I’m sitting here at 24 weeks, and realizing just how blessed I am. 24 weeks is when my doctor said we would breathe easy. 24 weeks is the farthest I’ve ever been able to carry. 24 weeks is when I had my first “scare”. While we are both fine, it was a moment for me to really let go and let God. Thanks to my sweet momma for praying with me and reminding me that He is in control.
I’m sitting here feeling my sweet little boy rolling and bumping into my sides and the top of my tummy, and I can’t believe how in love I am with someone I’ve never laid eyes on. It’s a wonderful feeling. This baby is such a blessing. I don’t want to miss a moment. I don’t want to take it for granted. I just feel blessed to have these things to talk about. I feel blessed that he is growing and I can tell by my growing belly, my occasional shortness of breath, and my inability to bend very far.
Tomorrow marks our 25th week, and I am so excited! Miles is currently building shelves for Ray’s room, and we have arranged the furniture where we want it. It’s hard to remember the sadness. It’s hard to remember the longing. I’ve been blessed with an answered prayer. And even though, I will never be completely certain as to why we traveled the journey this way, I have some ideas.
Sunday, I will be telling my story at church. I will be sharing my journey of faith, child loss and pregnancy. I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve been given this wonderful blessing, and I want to share this joy with everyone. Now, I am no public speaker, and that part makes me a little weary. But, I know that He is there, and He will bless my heart and mind and mouth, as I praise Him with my testimony.
Thank you for this blessing. Thank you for loving me enough to walk with me during this journey. Please be with me in the coming days as I prepare myself to share Your love Sunday and everyday. Amen.
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